The newly developed Goblin Ripper is a formidable Warcraft Warrior.

Its lower body still uses the most stable spider-shaped mechanical legs, while the upper body is a large humanoid metal body with four bizarre mechanical arms on it.

Two of the four mechanical arms are equipped with rotating flywheels and metal drills, which are melee weapons, and the other two are equipped with miniature energy cannons, which can steadily output energy projectiles with an attack strength of 140 degrees at a rate of 3 rounds in 5 seconds.

The power of a single energy bullet doesn't seem to be worthy of the status of a Goblin Ripper Tier 2 Demon Warrior, but once it is entangled in close proximity and then outputs uninterruptedly, even the witchcraft protection of a Tier 2 wizard is difficult to sustain.

And all the high-powered magical weapons that used to be afraid to be installed due to energy limitations are now no problem with the activation of the small magic furnace in the Goblin Ripper's chest. As a result, under the stack of a large number of magical weapons, the Goblin Ripper was literally turned into a terrifying war weapon by the Goblin Engineers.

Rushing towards the elven sword dancer at high speed, the goblin ripper's four mechanical arms swinging wildly, coupled with the sudden burst of furious energy bombs, these elven sword dancers with only quasi-witch strength were either pumped away, or hit by the energy bomb shockwave, or simply knocked away by their huge bodies......

Almost instantly, seven or eight elven sword dancers were brought down by Tigur one by one, and they ended up with broken bones and tendons.

Knock knock knock......

The Demonic Warband strode over their heads and bodies in unison and continued to advance towards the top of the mountain. The construction machinery that followed the rear of the warband swarmed up, handcuffed and shackled all the elves, and threw them at the goblin chariot.

Around them, more than two dozen metal eyeballs kept circling and flying, preventing any omissions and preventing any elves from sneaking in and sneaking in.

Fighting unprepared and unprepared, fighting flesh and blood with metal, the assembled magic weapon wargroup was like a clenched steel giant fist, destroying the elven teams that had temporarily assembled to fight back.

The Goblin Rippers controlled by Tigul have installed a magic forge and almost never have energy to spare, so they rush to the front. As for those battle magic machines, every quarter of an hour of fighting, they would retreat to the rear to replenish the magic energy battery.

Anyway, there are many magic weapons, and there is no risk of interrupting the firepower when they take turns to fight!

The Dark Witches, who were hovering in the sky on flying broomsticks, leaned down to look at the invincible warband, and once again sighed in admiration.

Sure enough, it was the Witches of Destiny who had the wealth to transport such a whole metal puppet from the wizarding world here to fight the natives, and as expected, they were devastating and unscrupulous. To put it mildly, if the wizard had spent a little more crystals, even those weapons would have been enough to bulldoze the Cynsaro camp.

Of course, these magic weapons are okay to use against low-level elves, once you encounter a high-level elf warrior, if you want to win, the price you pay is a little too huge!

In the midst of the groaning, the first wave of losses from the magic weapon since the beginning of the war appeared.

The attack was carried out by a group of elven archers wearing thin leather armor, scimitars at their waists, and carrying quivers. They are both men and women, and they all have excellent archery skills and agile bodies that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

They climbed high in the canopy, and shot arrows with all their might as they flew among the tall ancient trees. As elven archers after promotion, they are all able to activate a magical power similar to internal force fighting qi, allowing them to attach to feathered arrows and enhance their lethality.

If it was just an ordinary feather arrow, even if the most armor-piercing triangular arrow was used, it would be difficult to penetrate the three-finger-thick metal carapace of the battle weapon. However, under the feather arrows that shone with the light of strange power, the metal shell that was indestructible just now turned into tofu at this moment, and was transmitted by the feather arrows.

The furious power erupted in the body of the battle weapon, triggering the self-detonation of the energy system. As a result, the three archer-type magic machines standing in the front row were shot by the elven archers one after another!

This time, even without Grim's order, the goblin technician hidden in the team quickly gave the order. So in the next moment, the long-lost raging barrage was staged again, overwhelmingly hitting the canopy of the ancient tree where the elven archers were hiding.

The giant trees shook, the branches snapped, and the sawdust flew everywhere......

It was also mixed with the terrible screams of the elven shooters after being shot.

There is no way, the elven archers, both male and female, are too delicate and thin. Even if the body is protected by tough leather armor, it can't resist the impact of the berserk barrage. With their size, a single shot is enough to lose their combat effectiveness. With two shots, I'm afraid even the body can be directly interrupted!

As soon as the attack power of the archer type magic weapon was revealed, the elven archer on the opposite side could not even find a solid foothold, so he could only grit his teeth and quickly flash between the ancient trees. The arrows they had taken out of their spare time were still powerful, but they could no longer achieve the effect of the dense accumulation they had before.

This is a good group of slaves, and it would be a shame to be killed by the magicians like this.

So, Uzza nodded slightly, and the three first-order dark witches pressed their flying brooms and rushed into the mountain forest with a whistling sound.

Since the Dark Witch intervened, Tigur was naturally embarrassed to compete with them. The marksman-type magic machines immediately ceased firing and continued to form a battle formation and advance towards the mountain road. The wreckage of the three magic machines that were blown up to the ground was carefully recovered by the construction machinery behind the team.

The three dark witches rode on flying broomsticks, arrogantly turning left and right in the lush mountains and forests, and kept sneering in their mouths, looking fearless.

A short-haired elf archer with green hair was obviously not used to the arrogance of the other party, and hid in a dense canopy, taking advantage of the moment when a dark witch rode a broom through not far from him, and shot an arrow that hit the opponent's unconcealed eyebrows.

Watching the other party's broken body stumble all the way down to the sky, the female elf archer was full of revenge. However, just as she stood still savoring the thrill of revenge, the eager cries of her companions suddenly came from another ancient tree not far away.

"Funa, run......"

Why run?

Before the green-haired elf could comprehend, a hazy figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the canopy behind her.

There was a soft snap, and a black light hit the green-haired elf, immediately paralyzing her body, and she could no longer move. In the next second, a soft and sticky dark figure wrapped around her body, lying in her ear and sneering gloomily: "Jie Ji...... Poor little one, how did it feel to kill me just now? Would you like to taste it too?"

Without allowing the other party to answer, a large cloud of shadows rushed up, immediately dragging the green-haired elf archer into a vast and deep darkness.

After a few moments, the darkness cleared, and there were no more female elves in the canopy.

Most of the so-called Dark Witches have been transformed into shadow physiques, and there is no longer any fatal damage on their bodies. If you want to kill a Dark Witch, normal physical attacks are almost ineffective, except for saturation magic damage.

Therefore, although the three dark witches are only level 1, they have no fear in the face of more than 20 advanced elven archers (level 1). Even using his weird physical immunity and powerful shadow movement ability, he killed the opponent in an embarrassed and unguardable way.

If the opponent does not have a powerful elven archery skill, which can provoke * an energy attack similar to witchcraft, and the persecution is too ruthless, it is easy to trigger the opponent to launch a doomed attack, I am afraid that the dark witches would have already appeared and killed the other party.

Now, three dark witches flicker, using their shadow-jumping abilities to wander the edge of the elven archer. As soon as he has the opportunity, he will use the power of the shadows to paralyze the opponent and drag them into the realm of shadows.

In this way, the three Dark Witches slowly but efficiently ate away at the number of elven archers.

The gathered elven archers made several unsuccessful attempts to attack.

Even if it is a powerful elven arrow skill, as long as you can't instantly use a saturation attack to kill one of them in seconds. Then the body damage suffered by the Dark Witch can be repaired and healed by the ubiquitous shadows.

After losing eight of their companions, the remaining elven archers finally couldn't take the pressure anymore and ran down the rugged mountain road towards somewhere in Cincalo with a whistle.

And at this time, in front of the grand tree hall halfway up the mountain in Cincaro, a team of elite elves had quickly gathered. As for the elven archers who escaped, looking at their whereabouts, they wanted to join up with that force.

"Hmph, the enemy has appeared! Don't be idle, go down and leave those shooters for me......," Uzza overlooked the whole picture, and finally gave orders to his men.

"Yes!" the dark witches bowed in unison.

Except for the second-order Dark Witch who remained behind Usa, the rest of the Dark Witches swooped down from the sky with a grim sneer, and swooped down on the elven archers who were wandering among the canopies of the ancient trees.

Grim turned into a tall mass of fire men and stared above the sky, silently inspecting the ranks of enemies in front of the Hall of Trees.

The most striking thing in the enemy ranks is, of course, the seven tall old treemen.

Their torsos are seven meters tall, and even three or four meters tall battle magic weapons have become dwarfs in front of them.

The bark of the trees had turned into layers of tough armor, the huge canopy of trees that had been lush and green had become their long flowing hair, and their tall bodies had cracked a few wood grains, which looked like human eyes and ears from a distance.

And these tall treants are muscular, and their bodies are covered in circles of wood texture. Their lower limbs are covered with thick roots and tubers, and their arms are made of thousands of twigs and rattan thorns.

In particular, the ten-meter-tall deadwood guard, with his thick humanoid wood grain arms, even grabbed a large tree that was the thickness of two people as his temporary weapon.

That Weiling, that momentum, it's just that people don't dare to look at it directly!